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If your mindset isn't producing the wettest type of wet, you've forgotten how to dream. How to fall asleep in one state and arise in a realm of possibilities you never thought attainable. 

No matter how many times you've swung and missed, haven't you hit a home run every time you closed your eyes? The girl never kissed bears the softest lips. That's the way imagination ad libs. 

Few have the ability to paint words over reality, but the first time I did I was an alto in someone else's chorus. You were in the soprano section and every lyric seemed to hum your name. 

I can't recall the song, but I remember how you danced in my head. That night when I went to sleep the night air felt like Egyptian cotton. Little did I know, my world was about to change. In an instant, I was destined to always dream of you. 

You, the song and the lyric. The embodiment of spirit. The sum of all parts. The high, the low and chances never taken. The home run traded for a double and kinky phone line wrapped around a finger as we avoided dangling farewells. 

Have your words ever painted us as a picture? I've kissed your canvas a thousand times and wondered if there's anything sweeter than words that paint pictures.

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